Facing the gradually disappearing night, Ning Xiyue only felt that her cheeks were cool, and when she reached out and touched it, she realized that it was tears.

It was a sleepless night.

Ning Xiyue stood at the window like this until dawn, tears flowed until dawn, and her tired eyes were already red and swollen like walnuts.

She saw the sun slowly rising from the east mountain, so she gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks, but no matter how careful she was, it was difficult to hide the fact that she had shed tears.

Rong Xia came in with toiletries, and saw Ning Xiyue sitting on the edge of the bed, with those red and swollen eyes, walked over and knelt down in front of her, and looked at Ning Xiyue worriedly, "Miss, don't be like this, it's okay, after a few days the matter is clear, maybe the prince will come back." ”

She gently wiped her cheeks for Ning Xiyue with a silk handkerchief, and sighed helplessly, since the death of the master, the young lady has not shed so many tears, alas! How can God be so unfair!

Hua Yin, Ning Xiyue murmured softly, raised her eyes slightly, but saw that Rong Xia was waiting for her to freshen up, and fell silent again.

"Miss, the slave maid will give you some powder!" Rong Xia took some incense powder and fiddled with laughter in front of Ning Xiyue.

"No need, just get it down, no matter how beautiful you dress, no one will look at it." Ning Xiyue pulled out a smile.

At this time, even if there is no mirror in front of her, she can know how ugly her face is and how ugly her smile is.

"Miss, don't say that, the third prince will definitely help, you! You should think about it. Jinxiu came in a little early and said with an optimistic smile.

Ning Xiyue seemed to have a big stone pressed in her heart at this moment, and no one lifted the stone for a moment, so she couldn't relax for a moment.

She didn't say anything more, and toddled with the maids.

The other side.

Feng Jun appeared outside Feng Cheng's dormitory early, just to see Feng Cheng before the early dynasty.

Feng Cheng, who was about to go to the early dynasty, saw Feng Jun not far away, his brows suddenly locked, and his face was not very happy.

The more Feng Cheng thought about it, the more angry he became, he glanced at Changde beside him, and then angrily glanced at Feng Jun, and motioned Chang De to lure Feng Jun away.

Changde had no choice, so he had to go over to do errands, he bowed down and smiled, "Third prince, you are early this morning!" ”

Feng Jun was not in the mood to say this to Changde, and looked anxiously in the direction where Changde came, but he didn't see the figure of Feng Cheng.

"Third Prince, what are you doing here?" Changde directly pulled Feng Jun's arm, and cold sweat broke out on his back, now it's okay, he will definitely offend these three princes.

Feng Jun forcibly suppressed his anger, let go of Changde's hand, and pulled out a trace of embarrassment, "Father-in-law Changde should be serving his father and emperor at this hour, where did he go?" This king has an urgent matter to find his father. ”

Chang De patted his legs lightly, and said with a smile, "Look at the memory of the slave, the emperor has already gone to the court, you!" Let's talk about it in court! ”

"Father-in-law Changde, if you think that you are the person next to your father, you can deceive this king wantonly, you must know that although this king is a humble gentleman, he is also most tired of the deception of others." Feng Jun suddenly said with a straight face.

The father must have known that he was going to intercede for the Eighth Emperor Brother, so he hid.

He glanced at Changde coldly, his father really thought he was a three-year-old child, and he used others to coax him away.

Changde looked at Feng Jun in embarrassment, so he had to temporarily drag people down, he was a slave, but he was also a slave of the emperor.

Feng Jun was so anxious that his heart was horizontal, so he had to open his robe, knelt on the ground with a plop, and shouted in his mouth, "Father, the son is the initiator, and please ask the father to give the son a chance, otherwise, the son will kneel here for a long time." ”

Feng Cheng, who was watching in the hidden place, turned a little darker, and shook his head angrily, he thought that this third child was a smart person, knowing that he was far away from the struggle for imperial power, and he had never let him worry about handling things, but now it was better, first for a maid to resist the marriage he arranged, and now he has to intercede for that rebel son, this is to be angry with him to be willing!

Feng Cheng slightly raised the slightly wrinkled dragon eye, it was time to go to the court.

He strode up to Feng Jun and raised his eyebrows angrily, "You get up first, if there is something to say." ”

With that, he prepared to leave quickly.

Seeing this, Feng Jun quickly stepped forward to stop him, and arched his hand, "Father, please know about the matter of the Eighth Emperor's younger brother!" You may not know what kind of person the Eighth Emperor Brother is, but Erchen is very clear, he is not a person who will collude with the rebels, and he also asks his father to find out. ”

You must explain things clearly here, otherwise when you get to the court, Feng Yici may not know how to add oil and vinegar, Feng Jun is anxiously waiting for Feng Cheng's words, but he is a little afraid of his words.

"Enough of that? The third child, I am not an old fool, you have a good relationship with the eighth child, and the whole capital knows it, what can your words prove? No, I only believe in the evidence. Feng Cheng looked at Feng Jun angrily.

"But the father and the eighth emperor brother really don't have ......"

"Enough, there is no room for negotiation in this matter, I still have to go to the court, if you have any opinions, you should say it early." Feng Cheng flicked his sleeves and strode away.

Feng Jun was stunned there, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"The third prince, the matter of the eighth prince has really made the emperor angry, you better go back!" Chang De looked at Feng Jun helplessly, and then turned around and left.

Feng Jun frowned, his father said so, he went to the early dynasty to intercede, but he was afraid that he couldn't change anything, but now it seems that he can only do this.

He sighed heavily, alas! At present, I can only go back first, go to the Eight Princes' Mansion to discuss with Ning Xiyue, the three stinkers are Zhuge Liang, and the prince's conspiracy must not be allowed to succeed.

He left the palace quickly, returned to the Three Princes' Mansion and rushed to the Eight Princes' Mansion with a small cigarette.

too in the womb.

Lu Wen went to Ning Jiahe's room with a cup of soup on her eyebrows, her steps were as light as a girl, and she forgot about Ning Shandie's affairs at this time.

As long as her daughter is favored by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and gives birth to a baby boy in the future, the future queen's position will be stable, and the mother-in-law of the future prince and the grandmother of the future prince will be able to compare with her with such honors.

"Madam, the crown princess hasn't gotten up yet, so sit down in the hall!" The palace maid in the hall bowed down respectfully.

Lu Wen also said something, just put the things in his hand on the table next to him, sat down and drank tea quietly.

But after a while, Ning Jiahe came out, with exquisite makeup and a head full of pearls, the appearance was extremely rich, but the delicate makeup couldn't cover up the bruises at the corners of the eyes, and the good makeup was only the appearance.

"Mother, why are you here?" She waved her hand at the palace maids, took Lu Wen's hand and sat aside, her slightly tired eyes falling on the soup on the table.

Lu Wen pushed the soup in front of Ning Jiahe, and said with a slightly meaningful smile, "He'er, you should pay attention to take care of your body, this soup is specially boiled for you by my mother, specially for you to replenish your body." ”